50CENT BEST RAPPER (Page 3)

Date: 11-01-2011 12:22 pm (14 years ago) | Author: aadex kebella
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- 50scent at 1-02-2011 02:49 PM (14 years ago)
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« posted : yesterday at 09:35 AM (January 31, 2011, 09:35:29 AM) »
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Nowadays everybody just wanna poke there nose in my business
Shittin on 50 's lyrics and sounds
what is this some kinda joke, everywhere I go all I’m hearing is more talk
What’s up with you mutherfcukas

Doin’ a song to fcuk u all,
Y'all suck in a bin, crunchin your ass on 50
you should get your ghetto ass revoked
I never had no ghetto pass you A*#S

you really wanna know when u did live in the ghetto
Cos u are all born in there, live your ghetto life like a shit
so I suggest you get your facts straight before you go
this assuming u know that u aint mess with me

Y'all grow up in a trailer park just cause U were so poor
Bitch this is my testimony to those that don’t know your ass
They know you are streetz hawkers, beggin faggot niggas for a penny
So this d-ck goes to your fcukin c*@t and you'll be happy

hey yo Stat get on the Mic and come and spit a few MC BITCH

Posted: at 1-02-2011 02:49 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- prince316 at 2-02-2011 10:41 AM (14 years ago)
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waka pass
Posted: at 2-02-2011 10:41 AM (14 years ago) | Gistmaniac
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- 50scent at 3-02-2011 05:00 PM (14 years ago)
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There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark
Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would question they heart
So when they come home, the come home
Walking that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
Talk'll get you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
Sex, money, murder, I gotta eat
But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol P+
See, niggaz uptown understand me in the street
You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me in the street
Ha-ha

Posted: at 3-02-2011 05:00 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 8-02-2011 10:21 AM (14 years ago)
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I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven Sittin politic with passengers from nine eleven
The Lord's blessins leave me lyrically inclined
Shit I ain't even got to try to shine

God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame
Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook
Fifty fear no man, Warrior, swingin swords like Conan

Picture me, pen in hand writin lines knowin the Source'll quote it
When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter?
I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter?

In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel
Lookin for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin again
These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend

They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it
Shit basically they just playin sick

Posted: at 8-02-2011 10:21 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 17-06-2011 04:39 PM (13 years ago)
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 Cool Cool Cool Cool

Posted: at 17-06-2011 04:39 PM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- santap at 24-04-2012 01:16 PM (13 years ago)
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 Roll Eyes Roll Eyes
Posted: at 24-04-2012 01:16 PM (13 years ago) | Newbie
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- dickman2 at 27-08-2012 04:20 PM (12 years ago)
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 Huh? Huh? Huh?
Posted: at 27-08-2012 04:20 PM (12 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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